C86 Conditions

On the same day, a modestly dressed middle-aged couple entered through the back door of the mansion.

In a corner of the mansion, in a small room, two people were whispering—it was Zhuang Li and her mother.

“Li, are you feeling better?” Mrs. Zhang looked at her daughter with concern. It had only been six months since they last met, and she had become so thin.

“Mom, don’t worry. I’m fine